David Alaniz Photography

Natures turn…….

Moab, Utah

Landscape from Moab, Utah.  Certainly a target rich area for taking pictures.  Wish I would have had more hand warmers for my frozen fingers early in the mornings.  Wishing everyone a Happy New Year!

Nikon D800, 70-200 @ 70mm, 1/33, f/9, ISO 100

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Merry Christmas & Happy New Year

Wishing everyone Peace, Joy and Health!

Nikon D4, 500mm + 1.4tc, f/5.6, 1/2500, ISO 1000

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Useless Question

Finally one of those useless questions is answered. How does a wood stork poop in flight? He lowers his legs hoping it keeps it’s feet clean and lets it fly. Taken at Brazoria National Wildlife Refuge and I barely escaped.

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Crested Caracara

It’s been a long time since I’ve ventured out to enjoy some nature. On the way to Brazoria National Wildlife Refuge I spotted this Caracara. The clear blue sky didn’t do anything for me so I added some texture.
Nikon D4, 500mm 1.7tc, 1/1000, f/6.7, ISO 200

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Early Mornings

Here are a couple of reasons I like early mornings.  Taken at Smith Oaks Rookery, High Island, Texas.

Nikon D4, 500mm, f/4.0, 1/200, ISO 1250

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Nikon D4, 500mm, f/8.0, 1/800, ISO 1000

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Union Band Cemetery & Wildflowers

Spring time in Texas is special as there is a burst of wildflowers stretching out after a cold and wet winter.  A short vacation seemed just the right thing to travel the back roads and see what we could find.  After traveling parts south of San Antonio we headed into the hill country.  The day was getting late so we picked a few back roads then headed towards the Llano area with our destination being west of Pontotoc.  A few miles from Pontotoc you’ll see the entrance to the cemetery.

Early one morning, five years ago, we located the Union Band Cemetery.  It was covered with bluebonnets and made a lasting impression.  This year the cemetery was full with not only bluebonnets but other wildflowers mixed throughout.  Since it was getting late I was anxious to see how the evening light portrayed the cemetery.  In my opinion, the evening light was much better.  The flowers were swaying in the wind making some captures not as sharp as I wanted but still nice.

We spent more time walking around reading and looking.  The cemetery was established on March 31, 1891 when T.H. and Pricilla Thomas conveyed one and one-half acres of land to the Trustees of the Union Band Missionary Baptist Church.  A beautiful place to see, walk and enjoy the wildflowers.

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Grand Prize

I’m honored to have one of my pictures chosen for the Grand Prize winner in the 13th Anniversary of the Galveston FeatherFest and Nature PhotoFest.

Black Skimmer

As in my last blog this is the 13th Anniversary of the Galveston FeatherFest and Nature PhotoFest. I am honored to have had my photo chosen as the third week’s winner.

Black Skimmer taken in Freeport, Texas.

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The Lift

This is the 13th Anniversary of the Galveston FeatherFest and Nature PhotoFest.  You are allowed to submit 2 pictures a week for four weeks.  There are three places per week with the winner being eligible for the grand overall winner.  It’s been a trying year for me and I haven’t been able to get out and take pictures like I usually do.  So I struggled to make my selections for each week.  It doesn’t help being your own worst critic.  I hesitated so much I missed the first week deadline.  I was definitely in a flux.

I had been sick for over a month and was slowly trying to get over it but just couldn’t shake a nagging cough.  I told my wife the tides were going to be perfect on Bolivar flats with a clear blue sky.  She said to go.  We were suppose to have already left for my mother in-law’s.  Mind you now it’s 04:00 Christmas eve morning and I’m struggling – cough, cough, cough.  I knew there was no way I could lay down in the watery muck with the temperatures in the low 30’sF.  I struggled again asking myself do I really need to get out.  It would be so much better to get back in bed because that is what I really needed.

Plan B goes into effect.  I was pulling myself all the way as I loaded up and set off for Anahuac National Wildlife Refuge.  The geese, it was all about the geese.  I had seen some recent pictures and hoped they would still be there.  When I arrived it was pitch black with beautiful stars above.  Deciding to take a particular route I lowered my window and slowly made my way forward.  I was trying my best to listen to get some indication where they were.  The chill in the air was dang cold, cough, cough, cough.

Finally I could hear them but couldn’t see them.  I cranked up my ISO in my camera and took a blurred but viewable shot.  Bingo, I could see them and make out where I wanted to stop.  After stopping I slowly slipped out of my truck.  Took my equipment and set up in front of my truck hoping for a little warmth from the engine.  Didn’t happen.  Did I say it was cold?  Even though I had my heavy jacket on I was cold.  Cough, cough, cough, water, cough drop.

As darkness slowly faded away it was a sight to see.  The fields where full of geese into the distance.  Daylight was fast approaching when silence gave way to distant guns.  Seemed like hunters were everywhere just off the refuge.  Some geese in the distance where lifting but trying to find another landing area.  It sounded like roaring trains.  The ones in front of me were getting restless as the noise level started picking up.

I knew it was just a matter of time.  My mind was racing verifying my camera settings when I thought – whoa.  I quickly pulled my wide angle from the truck and rechecked settings.  As I laid the camera on the hood it started.  The roar, they were lifting in stages from the distance.  Then is was time for those in front of me.  I had so much adrenaline flowing I could have bottled it.

The Lift was in full effect.  The Roar sounded as if a train was coming down the road towards me.  Cough, what cough?  I was too busy to cough as natures wonder was unfolding right before my eyes.  I had seen National Geographic shows with geese lifting.  It didn’t compare to what I was witnessing.  I reached for my camera on the hood.  It was set to a fully wide angle view as I leaned against the truck for support.  Firing away as they continued to lift.

I was all alone experiencing what I would call a heavenly moment.  I praised and gave thanks to God.

I submitted this photo for the second weeks contest.  It was selected as the winner.  I’m honored.

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Great Horned Owl – Part 2

Here is one more photo of the owl.  I basically subscribe to leave nature alone but more willing to try something new with a flower. However, the background was so grayed out it made it easier to do a “photo art”.

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